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An hour later John was ready and waiting in the living room for Sherlock. They hadn’t actually discussed what time they were going to do it but John couldn’t spend another minute in his room thinking about Sherlock in leather or else he’d start touching himself which would do nothing good for the case as he’s supposed to last at least 20 minutes like the guy he is impersonating had done, and by allowing his already semi-hard cock the attention it so ridiculously craves, he would have a very hard time staying hard for long after he spent his cock due to it being to sensitive.
What would tonight be like?
What would Sherlock look like?
Would they stick strictly to the conditions in the case?
Or would they lose themselves in the passion as John had done with many women in the past?
And how would Sherlock cope with being choked?
John was sure that it probably happened before as the detective got into all sorts of trouble during his cases. But would this bring back bad memories?
Stop it John, you’re worrying too much. If Sherlock was uncomfortable with this then he wouldn’t have suggested it.
While John faced an internal argument inside his head, Sherlock had begun to walk into the living room.
Mouth open, pupils blown wide. John simply stared.
He was the most beautiful and sexy person he had ever seen. The leather jacket had shown off his natural muscle on his arms and his chest was almost visible through the plain white t-shirt he had on underneath. But none of that compared to the way his legs looked. As John eyed him up and down, he was careful to avoid his groin area, sure it would be as obvious and as pultruding as the rest of his body.
Sherlock cleared his throat, and John reluctantly looked up to face the man, only to be greeted by a sly curl of the others mouth. The bastard knew exactly what he was doing.
“Are we ready to go in then?” The detective questioned. “I’ve got everything we’ll need, although, I read the case study again and it did say that no condom was used. So, we shan’t be needing one, though I thank you for your thoughtfulness. ” He continued, referencing Johns earlier comment. "Don't worry I checked your medical records so I know that you're clean and I am also." He added for comfort.
The taller man’s arm was extended towards his bedroom. And John dubiously nodded.
“You’ve scrubbed up well John. It seems that tonight will be a very interesting night indeed.” Holmes said as they made their way down the hall.
Still feeling a bit nervous and apprehensive John asked “Are you sure about this Sherlock?”
“Oh, I have no regrets on the matter. I think I’ll actually quite enjoy it, though this is all for the case remember.”
“Yes, but what if something goes wrong? There is a reason that choking a partner for pleasure is ill advised.” The doctor insisted.
“I have may full trust in you.” He turned to him, “I know my limits, do not worry John.”
“Alright then” John replied. He had decided to place his trust in his friend to not allow him to take things too far.
But before sherlock could open the door, he said to his friend “The case didn’t specify any positions or anything similar, only that it was penetrative and there was chocking involved, so, anything is on the table and if you want to go with the flow that’s fine. However, I also know that this is your first time with a man, so I’m prepared to take the lead.”
The way he casually talks about the act they were about to perform was alien to John, who was so much more reserved with his girlfriends, but this was Sherlock Holmes, nothing fazes him.
And, fuck, John was jealous. He knew before that Sherlock had said that an old Boyfriend liked him in leather, and he could see why, the man looked like a fucking Greek God in the tight clothing. He knew it was irrational, the way he was feeling, him and Sherlock aren’t even together, this is just one night; to help solve a case but no one should see the world’s greatest consulting detective like this, only him.
“Yes alright” John finally replied.